Pure Temptation by Eve Carter Read Free Book Online

they die on you.”
     
    Anyway, I’m going to bed. Goodnight.”
     
    “What’s with the heavy backpack?” she suddenly asked.
     
    I shugged. “Just school books…heavy as shit.” With that remark, I escaped into the safety of my room and pushed the door shut. I gently pushed the lock on the door so Joey wouldn’t hear the click.
     
    I walked around my bed to the side farthest from the door and dropped the backpack on the small wooden table in front of a wing backed chair that sat in the corner of the room near the window. I unzipped it and dumped all the money out onto the table.
     
    Oh my fucking god. What a sight. Bundles of hundred dollar bills covered the entire surface of the table. Never in my life had I seen so much money. I kneeled down next to the table and grabbed one of the bundles and started counting. There were fifty bills in each. All one hundred dollar bills. When I had finished stacking the bundles in neat rows on the table, I counted fifty bundles. I plopped down onto my butt, sitting hard as I landed. I was staring at freaking two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Fuck. That’s a lot of money.
     
    Feelings of guilt flooded my body, making my blood rush through my veins. I felt like a scorching furnace was roaring inside of my belly, blowing fire out to every extremity of my body. I felt hot in my face, like I was embarrassed or…
     
    I swallowed hard. At least no one could see. I was not supposed to do something like this. After all, I had been raised as a good Catholic girl by Grandma. ‘Thou shalt not steal,’ right?
     
    Exhaustion overrode any guilt feelings that arose. I hadn’t slept since before going to the fight with Joey and Krissy. My mind was beginning to turn into a thick New York style fog. I placated myself with the notion that I was doing this for a good reason. To give Grandma a better life, a longer life.
     
    I found a black trash bag I had shoved in the back of my closet. I stashed the money in there, placing the bag of money back into my backpack.
     
    I glanced at my alarm clock. It was almost eight a.m. Two more hours until the bank would open. There wouldn’t be enough time for a solid eight hours sleep, but I could catch a few winks. I had a long day ahead of me.
     

     

     

Chapter 6
     

     
    The room was nondescript and dimly lit. There was a feeble light illuminating from several candles placed around a table. I stood before him, gazing at his nakedness as he laid on it, this time with no towel to cover his exposed skin. I gingerly placed my hands on his upper back, letting him penetrate me with his warmth through the skin of my palms. It radiated through my entire body in an instant, like lightning, pushing tingles of excitement all the way to my toes. He murmured a pleasant sound at the moment of contact. He was pleased with me and wanted more. And so did I.
     
    I pressed harder with my palms, pushing and kneading the perfectly developed muscles of his back, working my way down his spine, studying the two-headed dragon tattoo on his upper back. The contrast of the black ink against his tan skin as it swirled over his back sent another rush of adrenaline through me. I couldn’t believe I was with him. He must be completely exhausted from his fight. I felt tight muscles under his skin, hard biceps, and powerful broad shoulders as I caressed and stroked his back. This was no therapeutic massage. This was sensual, lustful and sexual. He moaned again and told me how good it felt.
     
    His response excited me even more, and I was giddy with desire. I wanted to feel his magnificent body against mine, skin to skin. I raked my hands further down and grasped his perfectly tight buttocks, letting out a gasp at how exquisite he felt to my touch. My heart pounded. I wanted him to roll over and take me. Thrust his manhood into me and pound the shit out of me until I screamed out my orgasm.
     
    I wore no clothes either and I pounced up onto the table with him and